2007年12月28日 星期五
2007年11月11日 星期日
2007年6月29日 星期五
portraits
Warming up in the sunLocation: Darlton Castle
Playing cute by the bankLocation: Tower Bridge
Total satification after a decent mealLocation: Fort Williams
Practicing smiles needed when reaching the summit!Location: Ben Navis
Dozing off after an eventful dayLocation: Edinburgh Airport
2007年6月28日 星期四
attention
complete guide to obtain owner's undivided attention:
step 1: casually lie on the desk, and accidently put your head on your owner's hand to prevent him/her from typing
step 2: find a sneaky way to cover the touch pad with your furry head, behave as if you were not aware of the touch pad underneath
step 3: creep forward to cover the entire keyboard - be careful not to hit the power button (which is a very clumsy and guarantees high-pitch screaming from owner)
step 4: fall asleep on the keyboard - at this point almost all owner would pick you up and give you all the attention you require
step 1: casually lie on the desk, and accidently put your head on your owner's hand to prevent him/her from typing
step 2: find a sneaky way to cover the touch pad with your furry head, behave as if you were not aware of the touch pad underneath
step 3: creep forward to cover the entire keyboard - be careful not to hit the power button (which is a very clumsy and guarantees high-pitch screaming from owner)
step 4: fall asleep on the keyboard - at this point almost all owner would pick you up and give you all the attention you require
2007年6月23日 星期六
2007年5月5日 星期六
Murphy is a dog
Murphy came knocking on my door at 6am after his nocturnal hunt. Strange as it is, I usually don't hear the sound of alarm, but somehow could respond swiftly to the meowing. After crawling back to bed, Murphy wanted a share of my warm bed, and tunneled himself under the duvet and pretended what he's doing was perfectly alright. It was alright for me. Actually, this is the sort of thing I want Kiki to do (but could only achieve that for a minute or two by holding him tightly and pulled the duvet over). We snuggled together for a while.
Saturday morning. Everyone in the house is making the most of it by sleeping in. Murphy was hungry by 8am. He tried to wake Ruth up, but she had a serious drinking section last night, so no hope there. Murphy managed to make it very clear to me that he was hungry, and showed me where his bowl was. Whilst pouring the food, his head was right in the food bowl... had to push him slightly away... He was hungry. Lovely lovely cat with a dog character. Murphy is a dog in cat's fur I think!
Saturday morning. Everyone in the house is making the most of it by sleeping in. Murphy was hungry by 8am. He tried to wake Ruth up, but she had a serious drinking section last night, so no hope there. Murphy managed to make it very clear to me that he was hungry, and showed me where his bowl was. Whilst pouring the food, his head was right in the food bowl... had to push him slightly away... He was hungry. Lovely lovely cat with a dog character. Murphy is a dog in cat's fur I think!
2007年5月4日 星期五
Murphy in my bed
After a chaotic, traumatic 17-hour of packing and moving, I'm now relocated to another side the city. The new neighborhood is more colourful, the atmosphere calmer, the air fresher. Or is it a different me viewing the world in another angle? Maybe. After all, I've passed my viva!!!
I opened my door to Murphy. No, he was knocking on my door (by meowing) asking me to let him in. Couldn't resist his calling, so got out of my nice cosy warm bed and opened the door for him. He joined me immediately without asking for permission, and found a spot to himself and snuggle right next to me. It's only my third night in this house, and Murphy has decided to spend the night with me. Good boy! A friendly cat would keep me happy.
I opened my door to Murphy. No, he was knocking on my door (by meowing) asking me to let him in. Couldn't resist his calling, so got out of my nice cosy warm bed and opened the door for him. He joined me immediately without asking for permission, and found a spot to himself and snuggle right next to me. It's only my third night in this house, and Murphy has decided to spend the night with me. Good boy! A friendly cat would keep me happy.
2007年4月22日 星期日
Munsterlander
KT: Have you ever seen a Munsterlander?
CH: No. Haven't heard of it. Is it a type of car?
KT: No...... sort of a bigger version of English setter.
CH: Not a car then......
KT: No...... I'm thinking, we've pretty much exhausted every possible options to control the atopic problem in this dog. There's something we haven't tried.
CD: Yes?
KT: Know about the new bedding? - impregnated with a chemical and is continuously released to keep the dust mite population to minimal - Vetbed gold. I think in this case Max and Mrs. M are prime candidates for this product and we could persuade her to give it a go. She's quite wealthy, bored with life, so found herself this exotic breed to spice up her life a bit. I'm not 100% sure about this product, but it might prove beneficial if it works as the company claims.
CD: Vetbed gold?
CH: Vetbed gold?
We had a look at the package and read through the information of the product...
CD: Not sure about the key compound used here.
KT: You can always google it.
CH: The product description sounds... too good to be true......
CD: Sounds like a scam......
Mrs. M did agree to give it a try. Max needed about 1m x 1m of Vetbed gold... We went to the pharmacy stock room and found a suspicious roll of some sort of bedding. The nurse said, yes, that's the Vetbed gold... We had to measure it and cut it and just rolled it up and handed it over to Mrs. M. That was about 60 pounds.
CD: The presentation was awful. When you paid something for 60 pounds, you expected it to come wrapped properly in a plastic bag, with some dignity.
CH: It better works.
The cloud of uncertainty hovered above me and Carla......
CH: No. Haven't heard of it. Is it a type of car?
KT: No...... sort of a bigger version of English setter.
CH: Not a car then......
KT: No...... I'm thinking, we've pretty much exhausted every possible options to control the atopic problem in this dog. There's something we haven't tried.
CD: Yes?
KT: Know about the new bedding? - impregnated with a chemical and is continuously released to keep the dust mite population to minimal - Vetbed gold. I think in this case Max and Mrs. M are prime candidates for this product and we could persuade her to give it a go. She's quite wealthy, bored with life, so found herself this exotic breed to spice up her life a bit. I'm not 100% sure about this product, but it might prove beneficial if it works as the company claims.
CD: Vetbed gold?
CH: Vetbed gold?
We had a look at the package and read through the information of the product...
CD: Not sure about the key compound used here.
KT: You can always google it.
CH: The product description sounds... too good to be true......
CD: Sounds like a scam......
Mrs. M did agree to give it a try. Max needed about 1m x 1m of Vetbed gold... We went to the pharmacy stock room and found a suspicious roll of some sort of bedding. The nurse said, yes, that's the Vetbed gold... We had to measure it and cut it and just rolled it up and handed it over to Mrs. M. That was about 60 pounds.
CD: The presentation was awful. When you paid something for 60 pounds, you expected it to come wrapped properly in a plastic bag, with some dignity.
CH: It better works.
The cloud of uncertainty hovered above me and Carla......
Spinone Italiano
Angus, a 20-month old Spinone Italiano, was lying on the derm examination room floor. There's something wrong with him. He came in the dermatology unit but we all agreed that probably the internal medicine unit would better suit his need. His mild pyoderma could be easily controlled, but the underlying problem needed to be identified.
An 'ecstatic' American Staffordshire Terrier was later bought into the derm exmination room, running about, all excited, ready to fight and everything else... but the teenage Angus paid no attention whatsoever to his over-friendly canine pal.
Carla was from Italy and she was familiar with this breed. 'No,' she said, 'they're not supposed to be so quiet. They're hunting dogs.'
When patting and observing Angus, you could easily find evidence of temple muscle atropy. And, he was VERY VERY lethergic. Angus demonstrated the definition of lethergy superbly. Could hypothyroidism be the reason of his 'laid-back' attitude? Test result pending...
An 'ecstatic' American Staffordshire Terrier was later bought into the derm exmination room, running about, all excited, ready to fight and everything else... but the teenage Angus paid no attention whatsoever to his over-friendly canine pal.
Carla was from Italy and she was familiar with this breed. 'No,' she said, 'they're not supposed to be so quiet. They're hunting dogs.'
When patting and observing Angus, you could easily find evidence of temple muscle atropy. And, he was VERY VERY lethergic. Angus demonstrated the definition of lethergy superbly. Could hypothyroidism be the reason of his 'laid-back' attitude? Test result pending...
Newfoundland
Abigail, the gigantic 64-kg Newfoundland, was owned by a retired couple at their 60's (or 70's). My first impression was how they could possibily handle this dog...??? Mr. R managed to seat himself in a slow motion (well, after 15 seconds into the consulting room) whilst Mrs. R was more steady and could move about relatively quickly. But still, how could they catch up with a Newfoundland?
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VetSurgeon: Who usually gives her the pills?
Mr. R: Abigail is the boss. I'm not allowed to do anything to her.
Mrs. R: Well, you're allowed to drive, love.
Mr. R: And get dribbled all over the shoulder.
Mrs. R: That's right. We always have a big patch of salivary stain on the sleeves.
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Well, the upper arms of the clothes was basically wet.
I saw Abigail panting cheerfully, slobbering happily, with occasional eyeballing in my direction to size me up.
It wasn't easy bringing her through the corridors and fire doors to the destination. It took lots of strength to control the dog to keep a safe distance from other dogs, and from wandering about exploring.
It makes you so happy to see a Westie afterwards. Anything small would be nice after the encounter with a Newfoundland.
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VetSurgeon: Who usually gives her the pills?
Mr. R: Abigail is the boss. I'm not allowed to do anything to her.
Mrs. R: Well, you're allowed to drive, love.
Mr. R: And get dribbled all over the shoulder.
Mrs. R: That's right. We always have a big patch of salivary stain on the sleeves.
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Well, the upper arms of the clothes was basically wet.
I saw Abigail panting cheerfully, slobbering happily, with occasional eyeballing in my direction to size me up.
It wasn't easy bringing her through the corridors and fire doors to the destination. It took lots of strength to control the dog to keep a safe distance from other dogs, and from wandering about exploring.
It makes you so happy to see a Westie afterwards. Anything small would be nice after the encounter with a Newfoundland.
2007年3月17日 星期六
transition
Stepping out of the gym, I found it suprising that the city was showered in bright sunlight. Well, I should not have found it suprising; after all, the Scottish weather had it reputation. Decided to absorb this precious solar energy and made my way to a cafe with vast panel of spotless window. The delicatessen had a huge selection of cheese, hams, tapas, etc., and I found R&IH waiting in the queue to be served. They showed the look of having indulging over-delicious brunch, and IH was holding Green & Black's ice cream in her hands. Planted myself in front of the immaculate window and watched people and traffic flowed, and finished "The Full Cupboard of Life".
I'm at a transition phase of my little life, and soon I'd have to pack up and start a new chapter. The evident interruptions, uncertainities, frustrations thrive. It's just not a pleasant place to be in. Maybe the solution is not to think about it, and let things happen at its due course.
Urh... my laptop is on holiday, and have this feeling that my brain is on strike as well...... The bright side of this misery is that the little micra still moves (just), and I can always go for a drive.
I'm at a transition phase of my little life, and soon I'd have to pack up and start a new chapter. The evident interruptions, uncertainities, frustrations thrive. It's just not a pleasant place to be in. Maybe the solution is not to think about it, and let things happen at its due course.
Urh... my laptop is on holiday, and have this feeling that my brain is on strike as well...... The bright side of this misery is that the little micra still moves (just), and I can always go for a drive.
2007年3月2日 星期五
strawberry monster
什麼? 草莓吃光了???
What? All the strawberries are gone?
我要草莓啦......
I WANT STRAWBERRIES...
什麼? 要用我手上的糖果來換?
Urh? I might be able to swap some with the sweets in my hand?
我考慮一下......
Let me think about it...
好吧......
Alright......
大口咬下去
A long-waited big bite
ㄜ... 瞬間殺死一顆草莓
to terminate one swiftly
咬小口點好了
followed by slow gnawing
慢慢吃, 慢慢享受...
to taste it fully
一轉眼就屍骨無存了ㄟ!!
They don't last very long, do they?
不動如山
adult 1: does she have to sleep in that position?
adult 2: it looks terribily comfortable though, wouldn't you say?
adult 1: why not get her changed before waking her up?
adult 2: was just about to do it.
adult 1: look at her, hasn't moved a bit.
adult 2: I shall try this position tonight.
adult 1: doesn't she look like a sheep without fleece?
adult 2 : or a chicken without feathers.
adult 1: is she ever going to get up?
adult 2: I definitely shall try this position tonight. Awfully cute indeed.
adult 2: it looks terribily comfortable though, wouldn't you say?
adult 1: why not get her changed before waking her up?
adult 2: was just about to do it.
adult 1: look at her, hasn't moved a bit.
adult 2: I shall try this position tonight.
adult 1: doesn't she look like a sheep without fleece?
adult 2 : or a chicken without feathers.
adult 1: is she ever going to get up?
adult 2: I definitely shall try this position tonight. Awfully cute indeed.
